At what altitude
Does this empty space above
Can be called sky?

Her eyes is the perpetual design
Of how the world must be seen with.
I see the world, every time.

You are a part of me
But
You are apart from me.

I look up
          I see the moon staring
I look down
          And I see the earth singing
I close my eyes
          Then I realize the galaxy flirting
                                                  with you
                                                  your eyes
                                                  your vessel
                                                  your soul
                                                  gazing
   ­                                               rotating
As if You are the center of the galaxy.

And to You, the sun is envious,
And to me, You are insidious.

"Don't pick me!
     My beauty will wither
     My color will fade
     My scent will pass away
     To the directions you cannot follow.

But if it is You
     Pick me."

You are a temptation I cannot resist
Even if I had my eyes ears nose skin and tongue burned
My heart will always find a way back to you.